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Text for Page 113 [12-16-1862]

                  The Re-occupation of
and exhortation, after which they all joined
in the noble hymn beginning
	�Am I a soldier of the cross,
	     A follower of the Lamb?�
The men were, generally, fine stalwart looking
fellows and sung with earnestness, while the good
chaplain had tears in his eyes as he spoke.  We
all expected that we should have a fight on the
morrow, and the preparation was solemn enough.
Afterwards I walked up and down with Hamil-
ton on the hurricane-deck.   He was friendly and
nervous, talked about his wife and family, and
about keeping out of danger.  Presently we descen-
ded to his cabin, where he had a bottle of whis-
key and talked till 12; then turned in.
  17.  Wednesday.   Steaming ahead at early
morning.   Up with the gun-boats.   The Essex
the most prominent of these, looking like an
infernal ferry boat, fresh from Cocytus or
Phlegethon.   Swiftly up the Baton Rouge, expect-
ing all the time shot and shell to come smash-
ing in among us.  But the capitol of Louisiana 
lay all quiet in the fresh morning sunshine.
Two or three shells from the Essex aimed over
the town, provoking no response, debarkation
occurred incontinently.   We, correspondents got
off after some asinine demur on the part of Chick-
ering.  Crossing the Essex we accompanied one               
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